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I remember when you used to run your fingers through my hair
Through
my
hair...
I remember how you used to say my name, when you knew you upset me
You
upset
me...
I don't think I will ever be able to forget, because they are branded upon my heart.
I remember the nights we used to spend, in bed, listening to music, as our lips
Danced on eachothers skin, filled with bliss and love
Bliss
and
love...
I remember when you would repeat my name, until I looked straight into your eyes, just so I would believe you loved me, because your face would never crack a smile, as my eyes looked into yours
Deep
into
yours...
I remember how we would walk the near by graveyard at midnight, holding hands, and you would find a couple, buried side by side, and look down at me and say, "In the end, we'll both rot together."
rot
together...
I remember how romantic it was, and somtimes still is, but at times, it turns into hollowed out glass, and I just know theres nothing behind that saying anymore, theres nothing to make it not echo, when said, I just want to drop it, so it will break.
break...
I remember when our words would set flame to our hearts, burning so hot within our chests, and even though I knew you never meant what you said, I was never really sure, that your words were a mistake
were a mistake...?
I remember when I first realized I loved you, it was scary, yet so beautiful...and it gave me the same feeling knowing that I wasn't inlove with you anymore. All the fear you invoked within me, was gone, I knew I could just walk away.
walk away...
Do you remember the day, I looked at you, and told you I was done?
I know you do, because you sent me the photo of your tattoo, that is over your heart; its a nail, nailed into your heart, with a tag hanging from it, saying, "My heart died 2-13-05."
My
heart
died...
too...
I remember the first day, where I woke up, and didn't feel tied to you any longer, it was a year later, and my heart was still cold & dead, and there was a small feeling inside of me, that I made the wrong choice, but then I saw you...and knew that it was right
it
was
right...
I remember seeing the track marks on your arm, knowing that you were still letting that addiction kill you. Because if it wasn't for your addiction, I wouldn't have left you high & alone. I would have stayed by your side, so it wasn't me who killed your heart, it was you.
It
was
you...
Do remember every drunk phone call you have made to me, in the past month?
I do, I rememeber. You say the same things, your cry, and ask me why, "why did you leave me sher?" I left you so your addiction wouldn't kill me too.
Kill
me
too...
I remember everything that ever happened, but in your high, drunken haze, you can never remember anything, how things really happened. What you really said, how you let your withdrawl speak for you...
Speak
for
you...
But I remember everything, and I have always spoken for myself, no matter how my heart felt, or what my mind was screaming at me to say. I never tried to hurt you on purpose. But you did hurt me on purpose, and how you would smile at me, I knew just by looking in your eyes, that the real you, was gone.
Was
gone...
I remember the day, where I was gone...
And to this day, I remember how I did the right thing, for me and my heart. Because my heart is not dead, but thanks to you, and everything I remember, you made me stronger. And thanks to you, you killed your heart, not me.
You
killed
your
heart,
not
me...
And
thanks
to
me,
you
didn't
kill
my
heart...
Do you remember?
I hope so, because I will never forget...
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Written: Jan 13th 2009
I wrote this just now, but what inspired me to write this, happened this morning, as I was sleeping, my phone rang, and I knew who it was, before I answered it, it was my ex- Ben, of like 4years.
He called me and said, "Happy Birthday, baby...I miss you...I love you...when are you gonna stop all of this...and come back to me? I need you, your the only one I want, remember when I said, 'in the end, we'll both rot together?' Ya remember that? We'll thats how it will always be, I want to be with you forever...only you. Haven't I proved that to you? I thought I have.."
Another drunk phone call, where he says the same thing, pretty much all the time. But this phone call was alot different. It upset me. Because he said all the wrong things, on my birthday. I dunno. It upset me.
So, yea, thats what inspired this piece of writing.
Comments & faves are GREATLY appreciated
I wrote this just now, but what inspired me to write this, happened this morning, as I was sleeping, my phone rang, and I knew who it was, before I answered it, it was my ex- Ben, of like 4years.
He called me and said, "Happy Birthday, baby...I miss you...I love you...when are you gonna stop all of this...and come back to me? I need you, your the only one I want, remember when I said, 'in the end, we'll both rot together?' Ya remember that? We'll thats how it will always be, I want to be with you forever...only you. Haven't I proved that to you? I thought I have.."
Another drunk phone call, where he says the same thing, pretty much all the time. But this phone call was alot different. It upset me. Because he said all the wrong things, on my birthday. I dunno. It upset me.
So, yea, thats what inspired this piece of writing.
Comments & faves are GREATLY appreciated
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Happy birthday!! This is really touching 